Daily Archives: March 17, 2018

Sean Paul & David Guetta – Mad Love (feat. Becky G)

Come in my baby when you do it is a wrap
Boy, I’m tryna to be good but you’re making me be so bad
Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Girl your legs look the best when I’m spreadin’ the two apart
Spin my girl, cau’ you know how to swing
Unquestionable you a run the sinting
Stepping in, ’bout to get it but you ever look hot
Jiggle up yuh sinting
Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
Gimme some a dat
(Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, love me like that
Ain’t it good enough for you
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Good lord, girl, yuh going so hard (Woo, woo, woo)
Lovin’ how your booty pop when the beat drop
Love me, love me like that
Jiggle up yuh body

Love me, love me like that
[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!)
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo

Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
I’m the queen, boy, you know that you never yet flop
Epic win gyal, you know say you never yet flop
Love me, give me some mad love
Love me, love me like that
You ready break down my guard (Bing, bing, bing)
Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
[Verse 2: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi bang)
Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?)
Love the energy when you fling it up back
Jiggle up your body, Jiggle up di sinting
Good lord, why you makin’ it so hard?
Baby girl cau’ me lovin’ how your body fat
(Oh, yeah yeah yeah)
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, love me like that
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Love me, love me like that
Good lord, girl, yuh going so hard (Woo)
[Intro: Becky G]
Spin like a propeller you a da in ting

Love me, love me like that
(Oh, yeah yeah yeah)
Love me like we ain’t never let go (Let go)

[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
[Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
(Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
Good lord, why you going so hard? (Do it, girl)
Love me, love me like that
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo

Mi eye deh ‘pon she, precise and exact
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, give me some mad love
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?)
[Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!)
Poco poco, muy, muy lento
[Chorus: Becky G]
Love me, love me like that

Love me, give me some mad love
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Steppin’ in gyal you pepparin’, you ever look hot
Girl your legs look the best when I’m spreadin’ the two apart

I know I see weh mi wah fi attack
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
[Verse 1: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Mi hear you body callin’
Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York
Love me, give me some mad love (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Love me, give me some mad love
Are yoy ready fi a night of loving wid the stamina king?
[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]

Arcade Fire – Money + Love

[Bridge]
Above the chloroform sky
Put your money on me
I know that you gotta be free
Put your money on me
All your money on me
[Chorus]
It’s over before it starts
[Chorus]

Or tuck me into bed, and wake me when I’m dead
Put your money on me
I know that you gotta be free
Singing put your money on

Trumpets of angels call for my head
(‘Cause I can barely breathe)
I know it’s not easy
I know it’s not the last time
I know it’s not easy
We were born innocent, but it lasts a day
Put your money on me
(When you put your money on me)
Singing put your money on
I’m never gonna let you go, even when it’s easy
Put your money on
I’m never gonna let you go, even when it’s easy
(All your money on me)
Put your money on me
If you want to know who’ll be there in the end
Put your money on

[Post-Chorus]
Put your money on
If you think I’m losing you, you must be crazy
Clouds made of ambien

Put your money on me
All your money on me
All your money on
Or tuck me into bed, and wake me when I’m dead
All your money on me
All your money on me
Put your money on

Or tuck me into bed, and wake me when I’m dead
I’m never gonna let you go, even when it’s easy

All my presents are broken before they’re open
I know I’ve been different
My mother was crying on the day of our wedding
I fight through the ether and I’ll quit when I’m dead
(To put your money on me)
‘Cause I can barely breathe
Sitting on carpets in the basement of Heaven
Put your money on me
Put your money on
Put your money on
Singing
(To put your money on me)
Singing

[Chorus]
Put your money on
But I’m never gonna let it go
[Verse 1]
Put your money on
Put your money on me
[Post-Chorus]
When Silicon Valley’s melted back into silicon
All your money on
Put your money on me
All your money on me
But I’m never gonna let it go
But if there’s a race, a race for your heart
I know it’s not the last time
We’ll find a way to survive
I know it’s not easy
But I’m never gonna let it go
Singing
All your money on me
Put your money on
And the promises, the second they’re spoken
It started before you were born
My skin keeps shedding
If you think I’m losing you, you must be crazy
All your money on me
Put your money on me
To put your money on
If there was a race, a race for your heart
[Chorus]

I know that you gotta be free
If you think I’m losing you, you must be crazy

When you bury me, baby, I’ll still be your friend
[Outro]
If you think I’m losing you, you must be crazy
[Verse 2]
And baby you can give all the money away
[Intro]
I’m never gonna let you go, even when it’s easy
But I’m never gonna let it go
All your money on me
Or tuck me into bed, and wake me when I’m dead
I know it’s not the last time
I know that you gotta be free

Lil Dicky – Freaky Friday (feat. Chris Brown)

Walking down the street and ain’t nobody know my name (whoa)

Somehow this shit turned into Freaky Friday
[Chris Brown:]
I’m balling on the court, oh my god I can dunk
But wait, I love myself
I woke up and I’m Lil Dicky (Lil Dicky)

[Ed Sheeran:]
Lil Dicky, ooh
I can’t believe that it’s Freaky Friday
Wait, can I really say the n-word?
I’m trying to find myself like an introspective monk
Yeah it’s Freaky Friday
Snap a flick of my junk
If you hurting me then you only hurting yourself
(Ring ring, what the fuck)
Yeah it’s Freaky Friday
Ain’t nobody judging ’cause I’m black or my controversial past

It’s way less cool than being Chris Brown was
Got all these hoes in my DM (yeah, I do)
This shit is real weak
I woke up in Chris Brown’s body (ohh yeah)
But we got no choice but to turn this bitch sideways (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Somehow this shit turned into Freaky Friday
What up, my nigga? (woo)
And now I’m in Ed Sheeran’s body
Ohh, I can sing so well
Nigga, nigga, nigga, I’m that nigga
Huh, I’m Kendall Jenner
I can’t believe that it’s Freaky Friday
We up, my nigga, you pussy ass nigga
[Chris Brown:]
I’m DJ Khaled, why am I yelling

But we got no choice but to turn this bitch sideways (oh yeah, oh yeah)
[Chris Brown:]
That was the key, now we’re switching back
I’m gonna understand the inner workings of a woman
Hope my daughter’s in school
I told him I’m his biggest fan yeah (yeah)
But we got no choice but to turn this bitch sideways (oh yeah, oh yeah)
How his dick staying perched up on his balls like that?
Fuck, if I was Chris Brown, where would I be?
Wonder if I can say the n-word (wait for real?)
Wait what the fuck
I woke up Chris Breezy, oh my god I’m the man (oh shit)
What would I do?
I signal to him to let me in but he won’t let me in
(Ugh, what the fuck)
Mustard on the beat, ho
What the fuck again?
[DJ Khaled:]
I woke up in Chris Brown’s body (ohh yeah)
Somehow this shit turned into Freaky Friday
[Lil Dicky:]
I look at my soft dick with delight, it’s my dream dick
[Chris Brown:]
[Lil Dicky:]
There’s tattoos on my neck (oh, ohhh)
I don’t know who that is
I woke up in Chris Brown’s body (oh yeah)
I’m in Chris Brown’s body
If I was Lil Dicky in my body, where would I be?
Wait, think it through for a sec
I look up in the VIP, my goodness there I am
I just FaceTimed Kanye (blip, blip)

My dick is trending on Twitter, fuck
Took a glass bottle, shatter it on the bouncer’s head (woo)
[Chris Brown:]
What up, my nigga? Big ups, my nigga
Man, fuck y’all niggas, ’cause I’m that nigga
Ayy, I’m a Blood but I can finally wear blue (cool)
[Chris Brown:]
I drive his Ferrari and I’m light-skinned black
Ain’t no paparazzi flashing pictures, this is great (whoa)
I’ma go and see a movie and relax (woo)
Wait, who the fuck he think he is?

I’m in Chris Brown’s body
I got a vagina, I’m gonna explore that right now (woo)
[Lil Dicky:]

Why his momma calling all the time?
Holy shit, I got a kid (oh!)
[Kendall Jenner:]

[Intro:]
Now I’m at the club, I talked my way to getting in
Leave me the fuck alone, bitch
[Lil Dicky:]
Wait, if I’m in Dicky’s body, Breezy is who?
Walked up to that motherfucker
[Lil Dicky:]
Holy shit, I got a vagina (uh), I’m gonna learn
I’m so fly and I can dance (whoa, whoa shit)
I can’t believe that its freaky Friday

Charlie Puth – Done For Me (feat. Kehlani)

Cry for you baby
I lie for you baby
But tell me what you’ve done for me
Baby honestly
Baby honestly, baby honestly
But tell me what you’ve done for me

[Outro: Charlie Puth]
I won’t beg for your love
But tell me what you’ve done for me
For you baby

[Bridge: Charlie Puth]
(Tell me what you’ve done for me)
And only you baby
(No oh, oh baby, no)
I won’t beg for your love
The things I do baby

But tell me what you’ve done for me
Cry for you baby
[Verse 2: Kehlani]
You know I given this everything
These accusations
And only you baby
I can’t apologize for something that I didn’t do
Well if you wanna leave there ain’t nobody stopping you

The things I do baby
[Verse 1: Charlie Puth]
You think that you could be better off with somebody new
(Tell me what you’ve done for me)
(No oh, oh baby, no)
Tell me what you’ve done for me
(Tell me what you’ve done for me)
(No oh, oh baby, no)
I die for you baby
The things I do baby
But tell me what you’ve done for me
[Intro: Charlie Puth]
I lie for you baby
I lie for you baby

You say you’re leaving
Deleted everyone cause they made you uncomfortable
[Post-Chorus: Charlie Puth]
Cry for you baby
(No oh, oh baby, no)

You know I’ve given this everything
Tell me what you’ve done for me

I never cheated
[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani & Charlie Puth]
You know I’ve given this everything
Oh—
Baby honestly, (baby honestly), baby honestly
But tell me what you’ve done for me

Oh, tell me what you’ve done for me

[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
But tell me what you’ve done for me
For you baby
(Tell me what you’ve done for me)
But tell me what you’ve done for me
I die for you baby
Oh, oh
Won’t say please
[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth]
I die for you baby
For you baby
What you thinking?

[Chorus: Charlie Puth & Kehlani]
And only you baby
I won’t fall to the ground on my knees
Won’t say please (Oh no, won’t say please)
I won’t fall to the ground on my knees (on my knees)
[Chorus: Charlie Puth]

Skooly – Racist

[Chorus]
This shit that I’m spittin’ ain’t posion
[Chorus]
I go insane dawg, bitch I’m untamed dawg
My ho and your ho ain’t the same, yeah
We got the same dough the Carters got
My brother got stained dawg, so I gotta stand dawg
I got the same one the robbers got
These bitches be fuckin’ and chargin’, uh
Give a fuck ’bout the fame dawg, I was a caged dawg
Ooh, shit, how many chains dawg?
Ooh shit, youngin, he be in all the spots
Woo, saw me with a carter phone, watch it rain dawg
We don’t give a fuck what you call a snitch
They bringing they name up in charges
Thirty on me, make ’em ‘pologize
Want a bad bitch, not average, got me chasing
He got them diamonds, the water, ahh

My clique, with your bitch, it’s a gang dawg
These niggas be faking and flodging
My clique, ain’t the clique you can claim, yeah
Your bitch a deranged dawg, she got the main dawg
White girls, black cars, racist
You gotta listen, I’m sergeant, uh
See my flow, see my flow it can’t be tamed, yeah
She bootin’ up and she call it grits
Ride slow, ride slow, let me bang, yeah
Want a bad bitch, not average, got me chasing
My bitch and your bitch ain’t the same, yeah
I’m countin’ up in apartment bitch
These niggas be faking and talking, uh
[Verse]
I ain’t gotta tell you I’m sorry, uh
Bitch we ain’t hard to find, I want the large amount
Ride slick, time chef, let it rain, yeah
I’m feelin’ pain dawg, this ain’t the same dawg
You ain’t the gang dawg, someone I can’t call, dawg
See my bitch, whoa, your bitch ain’t the same dawg
Face it, you basic, boy you wasted
White girls, black cars, racist
That’s why the fuck I be chargin’, uh
Face it, you basic, boy you wasted
I’m talkin’ old school, them old shoes, talkin’ Asics

You can get blamed dawg, I get it deranged dawg
how many chains dawg? How many rings dawg dawg?
You’s a lame dawg, we ain’t the same dawg
They know your name dawg
Now eyes closed, your eyes closed, let it rain, yeah
You gotta suck when you call it bitch
He got them bitches on water, uhh
My flow and your flow ain’t the same, yeah
Shit, listen, woo
Damn right, we really gon’ finish this shit, don’t care if you start or not
I’m talkin’ old school, them old shoes, talkin’ Asics
don’t care if you hard or not Do you have heart or not?

Tone Stith – Get It Right

Oh baby let me show you, I’ll be right here for you
I told you I’ll buy you anything that you want once I get it right
Had to get it wrong just to get it right (I had to get it right baby)
No no no, it ain’t worth it baby, you shouldn’t be hurting baby
Had to get it wrong just to get it right

Had to get it wrong, just to get it right
Girl it just doesn’t feel right when you’re not with me here
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Imma do it right this time, I will never let you go
Had to leave them other girls all alone just to get it right
Had to leave them other girls all alone just to get it right
Imma get it right baby
Let you walk up out my life before, but now I need you back
Imma give you life baby, if that’s what you want
[Chorus]
Cause I done did wrong, I done messed up it all bad
See shawty got ass for days
If I’m wrong, Imma get it right

I told you I’ll buy you anything that you want, let’s just get it right

Imma get it right baby
Oh better yet
I told you I’ll buy you anything that you want once I get it right
Had to get them other girls off my phone just to get it right
If I’m wrong, Imma get it right
But you done made me change my ways
All that mountin’ now is just a phase
Imma take my time with you, catch a vibe with you
Yeah I’m done doin’ you wrong baby
All them other girls, can’t do nothin with it
I told you I’ll buy you anything that you want once I get it right
[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
Like you’re by yourself, or I laid here with someone else
Had to get it wrong just to get it right

We can go slow
You’re too damn fine

If I’m wrong, Imma get it right
And nothing out there can top what you got with me hey (you know it baby no, no)
Had to leave them other girls all alone just to get it right
All the nights you’ve spent alone feeling
And I don’t what you thinkin’, I need you to know
[Verse 2]
If I’m wrong, Imma get it right
[Bridge]
I know you don’t got no time to waste

Bring that ass back right here one time

Vic Mensa & Valee – Dim Sum

In high fashion on me
I got my own money, yeah
I don’t know ’bout you but
I got my own money
Valet the DB11 at Diddy’s spot
In high fashion on me
They know I got my own money
Hundred thousand on me
[Bridge: Valee]
Four-door is white, my diamonds bright
You hate your life, you checkin’ the price

[Chorus: Valee]
Hundred thousand on me
I don’t know ’bout you
Hey, hey, hey (Vino Valentino)
[Verse 2: Valee]
That ain’t no real Actavis, you can keep it (tuh, uh huh)
Stop and wipe off my Margielas, they bleedin’ (hey, yeah)
I don’t know ’bout you but
Push up in the driveway, no top, don’t need you
I don’t know ’bout you, hey
Hey, hey, hey

[Chorus: Valee]
It’s Halloween, I’m in Christian Dior creepers
I painted my nails red, her hair red, paprika
Sittin’ at the light, I rock Off-White
I got my own money
I don’t use Tinder, all I do is swipe
Glock 17 as I kiss you goodnight

Hey, hey, hey
It’s high fashion on me
I got my own money
I rock the zones, I see the fu shit clear, hey
Ooh, she need security, Brinks her
Hey, hey, hey

You trippin’, yeah, I’m gon’ leave you
I’m in that new Spider, this not a four seater

I don’t know ’bout you but
Laurent, baby, you’re mine Yves St.
I’m in the Ferrari Modena
Hey, hey, hey
It’s high fashion on me
I don’t know ’bout you but
I can see shit clear
This is not Pucci, this some Gucci sneakers
Handmade t-shirt, it’s Off-White Murakami
I don’t usually rap ’bout the shit I got
Bitch got an Aston Martin, no Gina
I got my own money
I’m off a Percocet 30, don’t need it (yeah, huh)
Hundred thousand on me
I took her to Catch, this ain’t no Little Caesars
It’s high fashion on me
My Chinese bitches bad, they look like a Geisha
Hundred thousand on me
Michael Jordan’s Steakhouse, fillet, sautéed onions
I’m smokin’ loud like an ice cream truck speakers
Get your girl, she on my line, she forgot her panties, Vino
I just made 2 mil, I don’t milly rock
Hundred thousand on me
Hey, hey, hey
Me and Valee got the city hot
Cross-shoulder Gucci knapsack, I see you
[Chorus: Valee]
My African bitch bad, she pray to Orishas
[Chorus: Valee & Vic Mensa]
I don’t know ’bout you
I got my own money

I got my own money
I don’t know ’bout you

Promethazine with no ice, I don’t need you
I don’t know ’bout you
In high fashion on me
He say he gon’ rob me, he think he Davis, haha, that shit funny
I don’t know ’bout you
I’m not 17, bitch, I don’t want to fight
[Verse 3: Valee & Vic Mensa]
Hundred thousand on me
I don’t know ’bout you but
My IG inbox is full of forget-me-nots
Met her at Equinox, she got no tummy, hey
Your bitch top model, that’s why she conceited (yeah, uh huh)
Just performed at Playhouse, left with a Play Bunny
Hundred thousand on me, hey
You a hater for a living, that’s a shitty job
Stayed up tonight, late up, you right
[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
I don’t know ’bout you but
Cartier lenses, I see the fu shit 20/20, hey
I don’t know ’bout you

Doja Cat – Go To Town

Baby let me watch you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
If you’re down, boy, really down
Baby, see you go down
[Verse 1]
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Full of shit, if he don’t eat it, he a D-bag
Go to town, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town
He can use a submarine, I’ll call him seaman
If he gay, the way he taste, that shit turn hetero
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Go to town, yeah
[Chorus]
It’s like cannibal, kiss my genital
Let me see you go to town, yeah
[Chorus]
It’s your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby
It’s your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah

Go to town, yeah

Call her chunky monkey, I be texting peaches
And her man between my thighs, whole time, yeah, I do my DIYs
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Baby, see you go
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go to town with it

It’s your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
He text me an eggplant, I text him a peanut
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town

Let me see you go to town
Course like chemicals ayy, ayy
Yuh, bitch I’m telling you, this incredible, this shit edible
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you’re down, boy, really down
He ain’t ever caught a whiff, that’s why he down with it
Baby let me watch you go to town
[Verse 2]:
Let me see you go to town, baby
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah

Looking all around, all the other girls sound fishy
I’m a bad bitch, fuck a pee-pad
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
[Refrain]

So look baby don’t lie, ’cause I can’t believe my eyes
Might taste medical mayday
[Refrain]
Baby, see you go down
Baby, see you go down
It’s your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Got him all up in my hair, but it’s not all mine, cause a bitch love FreeTress
[Chorus]
Baby let me watch you go to town

Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Refrain]
Let me see you go to town, baby
Let me see you go to town, yeah

It’s your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah
D to the TF, got your BF in my DMs
Let me see you go to town
She need kneepads Can you see that?
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town
It’s your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
[Refrain]
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
If you’re down, boy, really down
(Oh my God)
Spend time on the donkey, even though I eat her
And it’s clean but, messy like a pizza
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
And she shave it all off, Charlie Brown with it

Dua Lipa – IDGAF (On Ellen) (Live)

I’ve been done
So stop tryna’ get to me (get to me)
You keep reminiscin’ on when you were my man
So you can try all you want
[Pre-Chorus]
Now you’re all in the past
So I made my decision
So I cut you off
[Bridge]
‘Cause you made your bed, sleep in it
You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
[Post-Chorus]
I’ve been movin’ on since we said goodbye
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck
So I cut you off

But I’m over you
‘Cause if you think I care about you now
‘Cause if you think I was born yesterday, you have got me wrong
[Chorus]
I see you beggin’ on your knees
[Chorus]
You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
Well, I’m too busy for your business
Go find a girl who wants to listen
‘Cause, boy, I don’t give a fuck about you

‘Cause if you think I care about you now

I see you tryna’ get to me
Tellin’ me how much you miss me
Your time is up, I’ll tell you why

So you can try all you want
So you can try all you want
I see you tryna’ get to me
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck
I don’t need your love
(Boy, I don’t give a fuck)

(I’ll tell you why)
I’ve been done
I cut you off
Cut you off
[Pre-Chorus]
Your time is up, I’ll tell you why
So save it, get gone, shut up
You blamed it all on the alcohol
Boy, I don’t give a fuck
‘Cause I already cried enough
I’m through, I’m done
I don’t need your love
No, I don’t give a damn
When my best friend caught you creepin’
‘Cause if you think I care about you now
So save it, get gone, shut up
[Post-Chorus]
I see you beggin’ on your knees
Tch, get up off your knees
(Too late now)
I’ve been movin’ on since we said goodbye
I remember that weekend
You call me all friendly
So stop tryna’ get to me
That’s funny, I guess you’ve heard my songs

[Chorus]
Tch, get up off your knees
I don’t need your love

You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
I don’t need your love

Your time is up, I’ll tell you why
I cut you off
I don’t need your love
You talk all that sweet talk, but I ain’t comin’ back
‘Cause, boy, I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 1]
‘Cause I already cried enough
[Verse 2]
Play the victim and switch your position
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck
Boy, I don’t give a fuck
So save it, get gone, shut up

Foster The People – Sit Next To Me (Around The World)

So come over here and sit next to me
Just say the word and I’ll part the sea
We can see where things go naturally
Feeling kinda tempted
Just come over here and sit next to me
[Verse 1]
And I’ll take you high
Just sayin’

But we’re always on the move
‘Cause now all I want is you

It’s alright, ooh, it’s alright, oooh
We can see where things go naturally
Just fading out these talkers
I’m circling these vultures

Just come over here and sit next to me
But I’m here to tell you
Got me praying, man this hunger
It’s a midnight intervention
And now it’s over, we’re sober
Last time I saw you said “What’s up?”
It’s alright
And I’ll take you high
[Verse 2]

[Chorus]

Symptoms of the culture
It’s alright
And the night ain’t getting younger
Last call’s around the corner
Yeah, come over here and sit next to me
Got no plans to make it stop

Yeah it’s over, it’s over
[Chorus]
And pushed right through
And I’m pouring out the truth
[Chorus]
Got your man outlined in chalk
It’s alright
I’m not trying to change your mind
Just say the word and I’ll part the sea
Come over here and sit next to me
Just come over here and sit next to me
[Bridge]
It’s alright

It’s alright
Well I ain’t frontin’ my intention
Last time I saw you said you wanna keep it light
Just say the word and I’ll part the sea
We can see where things go naturally
[Outro]
Then I tried to catch you
Feeling something rotten

Kali Uchis & Tyler, The Creator – After The Storm (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

No one’s gonna save you now
But you just can’t give up now
And all you had to do was try
Feeling better, better than ever

The sun’ll come out
Now let’s pretend the street is the room
But everybody’s gotta go on, don’t they?
And look both ways
My chocolate wit’ yo’ vanilla, uh
Yeah, all you had to was try
Try, try, try, try
The demons that he’s facing alone (Sometimes it hurts baby)
The sun’ll come out, nothing good ever comes easy
‘Cause your umbrella, -brella (-brel-la)
So you gotta be careful, baby
Kali, what you mean? I take it offensive
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I know times are rough
Ah, whatever goes around
Try, try, try, try, try
‘Cause after the storm…
I hate that sometimes I can’t go home
Eventually comes back to you
Maybe you could understand
So don’t you give up
‘Cause after the storm’s when the flowers bloom
[Verse 1: Kali Uchis & Bootsy Collins]
Everybody’s going through it
So don’t you give up, the sun’ll come out
But winners don’t quit
[Chorus: Kali Uchis]
So you better save yourself
Did you ever wonder, yeah, do you ever wonder?
Before you cross my mind
But we’ve been struggling endless days
Nothing good ever comes easy

When all you had to do was ask
Someday we’ll find the love
Sun is beaming on me like headlights beaming on Bambi
And everybody’s hurting

Yeah, gotta hang on, baby
The Tito to my Randy, now let’s produce some thrillers

So if you need a hero (if you need a hero)
‘Cause I’m the hottest flower boy
[Chorus: Kali Uchis]
I know it’s hard
I know times are rough but winners don’t quit
[Pre-Chorus: Kali Uchis & Bootsy Collins]
But we’ve been struggling endless days
But did you even really try?
[Bridge: Kali Uchis]

And it just ain’t the same on the phone, no
And all you had to do was try
And you are a Camry, ’cause you drive me candy
Yes, we do, baby
When everything is passing by
Just look in the mirror (just look in the mirror)
‘Cause you gotta save yourself
The sun’ll come out
Someday we’ll find the love

That popped up on the scene
And just open your mind
What he might be going through on his own, and
[Intro: Bootsy Collins]
[Outro: Bootsy Collins & Kali Uchis]

Miriam Bryant – Black Car

I’d fly for 20 hours or so

Going back to 030
Pick me up and love fast

Back and forth but we both know
Hoping that we’ll get some
Nor are the things we think we feel
We go driving in your black car
[Bridge]
We go driving in your black car
Some sort of reaction
Pick me up and love fast

We are not even real
Maybe we just need attention
And I know that you’re sorry

You used to call me "honey"
We go driving in your black car
It was like a movie scene
"Oh I like her"
Now you spent all our money
[Chorus]
A thousand miles apart in heart and soul
That nothing lasts forever, no
Pick me up and love fast
[Pre-Chorus 1]
[Pre-Chorus 2]

I met you on the dance floor
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Pick me up and love fast
I won’t care as long as you don’t
I’m going back to 030
Pick me up and love fast

I asked you for a lighter and you thought

Cus we go driving in your black car
I was high and you were bored
[Verse 1]
A cut out from a magazine
[Chorus]
We’re dying for connection
We go driving in your black car
Pick my up and love fast
Now the wheels are turning
And now the rubbers burning
We go driving in your black car

Nicole Millar – Gimme A Break (Lyric Video)

We should take a break because it’s breaking me down
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
You just got to let it go, go

I’m missing all your calls, calls
All my girls are saying I’m supposed to have fun
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
What you been doing all day
Like you need it like you desperate
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
What you been doing

High, high maintenance
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
One night it’s only been one night
High, high maintenance
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
Woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
You been on my case when I’ve been messing around yeah
Remember I said I’ll see you again
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
[Pre-Chorus 1]
You been on my case when I’ve been messing around yeah
Too much you’re doing it too much
And I don’t need nobody to be locking me down

You been doing
Yeah you pushing me away
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break

Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
I don’t really wanna know, know
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
I don’t really want to know, know
[Verse 1]
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
You’re so high, high maintenance
All my girls are saying I’m supposed to have fun
Woah oh oh oh
I’m missing all your calls, calls
We should take a break because it’s breaking me down
And I don’t need nobody to be locking me down
[Verse 2]
You been on my case when I’ve been messing around yeah
[Outro]
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a

We should take a break because it’s breaking me down
And I don’t need nobody to be locking me down
Yeah you pushing me away
You’re so high, high maintenance
You just got to let it go, go
All my girls are saying I’m supposed to have fun
[Chorus]
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Take a few steps take a few breaths
Calling why you keep calling
Woah oh oh oh
[Chorus]

RL Grime – I Wanna Know (feat. Daya) (Lyric Video)

‘Cause it’s never a no
Make sure you feel the heat
[Post-Chorus: Daya]
[Post-Chorus: Daya]
I’ll make sure that you fall apart
Why do I get the feeling we’re getting close?
I wanna know
[Verse 1: Daya]

Is it more than a feeling?
Why do I get the feeling we’re getting close?

I wanna know
Painted gold like your feet
If you’re gonna lean into me
I wanna know

I’m not asking for a miracle, just you and me
But we’ll never be there
So what hand will you play
You can take what you want
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
And fall down to your knees
Why do I get the feeling?
I wanna know
When you need to remind yourself that you could feel the same
And I’m betting on a miracle to give me peace
[Pre-Chorus: Daya]
Why do I get the feeling?
Is it more than a feeling?
Is it too much to ask if I should go, or I should stay?
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
There’s a light on your skin
[Chorus: Daya]
[Pre-Chorus: Daya]
I wanna know
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
I wanna know, I wanna know
But when you take it from me
I wanna know, I wanna know
Yeah, I wanna know if you’re gonna be there

‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
And I’m betting on a miracle to give me peace
I wanna know
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
I wanna know
[Chorus: Daya]
[Verse 2: Daya]

In a moment of doubt, put your hand on the flame
I wanna know
I’m not asking for a miracle, just you and me
If you’re gonna be there (You’re gonna be there)

‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Yeah, I wanna know if you’re gonna be there
But we’ll never be there
If you’re gonna be there

T-Pain – Booty (Remix) (feat. Young Cash)

I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
You weren’t here from the start (twerk twerk)
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Oh no Would you let a nigga hit that booty?
Can I touch that booty?
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Shake that booty in the car (shake)
Toot toot
She tryna get saved
Like it’s stolen, she’s sitting on my lap with all of these ones
Put the pussy in the, dirt

Can I touch that booty?
I can’t be loyal to you whore
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Toot toot
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
Shake that booty in the store (shake)
Impossible booty, yeah
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)
Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
That booty, that big old booty?
That booty so round and soft
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Oh, I love that booty
Oh, I love that booty
Make me a mill like that booty, put a lil pill in that booty
Boop, boop
Yeah, toot toot
Coming all over your, shirt
None of that Bill Cosby shit
We rolling in the strip club, swerving my car
If I T-Mix on your shit, I’m a motherfuckin’ rocket
I wouldn’t cheat with that booty, it’s big, what to do with that booty?
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)
Pop it, drop it, stop it, pop it
Toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
You gotta see this bitch out, put regular pants on (girl, where them leggings?)
Put that booty on you too

I don’t really think you can twerk
I put my choppers on duty
Show ’em your mama made a ho (shake, twerk twerk)
And you’re bouncing that booty so good
Shake it ’til you get a lil sore (shake)
Mike Tyson on the booty
That booty, that big old booty?
Yeah, toot toot
Make that big booty twerk
Weed and straight Hennessy
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
My dick growing, tell the barmaid to bring another drink
If you scared, go to, church
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no

Mike Tyson on the booty
Coming all over your, shirt

I just might make you my main thot (my thot)
If you broke, go to work

Make that big booty twerk
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Promise, promise, I will never leave that booty lonely
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
Ain’t no stopping that booty (hol’ up)
Make that big booty twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
Hammer dance on the booty
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
If I see that out, be your one and only
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Make that big booty twerk
Bounce that booty on the floor (shake)
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
If you broke, go to work
If you scared, go to, church
Get a million and [?], ooh, ooh
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
My dick fuck right on top of that booty (brrrr)

Toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot (woo)
I could kill that if it’s fake, girl, or not, that booty
Put the pussy in the, dirt
I ain’t got no fucking heart
Girl I wanna see you twerk
If I hit Alexis Skyy, I’ma motherfuckin’ rock it (twerk twerk, shake)
(Twerk twerk, shake)
And keep pouring, just keep pouring
Hammer dance on the booty
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot

(Twerk twerk), twerk
[Intro: T-Pain]
Toot toot
She say you got me lit (got me lit)
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no
I get my dance on
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Toot toot
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
(Twerk twerk)
(Twerk twerk)
Toot toot
Go’n ‘head, get a little low (shake)
Tryna get that booty drunk (drunk)
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
[Verse 3: Young Cash]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
She get on the wave
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Toot toot